Monday, June 10, 2013

How do you measure, measure a year?

This weekend we visited with family again. And we saw a good family friend who just happens to be a psychic in Provincetown, where the ions are extra witchy.  She is lovely, her name is Carolyn Miller and her studio is in the Whaler's Wharf on Commercial St, third floor, so if you are lucky enough to be in town, go visit. She also leaves free books outside her office door, which just makes me want to hug everyone.

Anyhoo. All the women got their aura pictures taken. Have you ever done this? I am a big fan. Because it is part of this hidden language thing I love so much. It is the mysterious universe talking to us through colors, which is of course of course ALWAYS happening, through trees, and skies, and birds and all that. 

I had my first one done a year ago, when I was newly pregnant, and just starting to really shift my whole worldview.

It was deeply disappointing. I had gone in expecting all kinds of deep cool colors and bright spots of angelic helpers, and what I got was pure red, with some gold around the heart. I went home and picked a huge fight with Jason and then had to go on a long walk to figure out I did not WANT to have an aura the color of power, the densest color, the most rooted to the physical, the color of ego. I remember walking in the Cape woods thinking, "I am so calm! I am the serene one; I believe in fairies,  I take good care of other people, what the f*&$?"

AH, it was such a gift. I am a person of power. I am enormously physical in ways I had totally blocked. I love myself so much.  And I am most definitely someone who when thwarted must think carefully about how to react, and even most 'specially about what thwarted even means.

So I was really excited to see what this year's might reveal. And now that Lil is old enough to keep her hands on the plates and understand what's going on, to see what her's might have to say.  Here they are:


Mine is the one higher up on the bulletin board, and Lil's is lower down. (I have to say, it is an amazingly beautiful picture of my girl.)

It also amazes me that there are such similarities in our pictures, which were not shared by the rest of the family. We both have bright bright purple in our recent past (mine is brighter than hers) and are moving toward green (hers is brighter than mine).  We both have a guide on our left sides, and we both have clear spots near our throats/lungs. Mine is particularly pronounced, which is related to healing, which I love, because I have been thinking so much about using my voice, and healing my asthma, and remembering to breathe deeply so as to access the big "treasure chest" in my solar plexus. 

The golden orange all around me is a very happy color. It also relates to reproductive organs and emotions, which makes a lot of sense since that has been a focus of late. It is also the color of creative vitality, and an outgoing social nature. It also can indicate that I am currently experiencing stress related to appetites and addictions. Heh. THINGS TO THINK ABOUT. 

The purple means that I believe deeply in magic, and have become more attuned to my needs and wants, and the yellow-green that I am moving towards is about change, and my heart, and using my heart to communicate. 

Lil's is all about learning to express herself, and studying, and about how sensitive and intuitive she is, and how important peace and harmony are to her. I love that about her. I know that about her, of course, but it so helps to be reminded that she is such a love-centered little girl, who is trying to find her way. Also I am reassured because she does seem to have a lot of angelic creatures loving on her (up high, in the ether above her head, where they are happiest).

I believe more and more that all roads lead to Rome.  That is doesn't matter what methods you use, what beliefs help center you, what walks you walk and talks you talk. 

What is most important is to be true, to be a benefit, to experience everything as fully as possible and to love. For me, however, it is nice to have a little concrete evidence to hold in one's hand, to have a koan or a mantra or a picture,  and to have insightful human beings help translate the message.

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